Although it was raining in Mao Mao in the morning, we practiced military posture. I'm still spirited and energetic, pretending to be a soldier, and completing every movement instructed by the instructor with good quality and quantity. At this moment, I don't just represent myself, I want to integrate into the class, because my every move affects the honor of the class. Military training is hard, but persistence is victory! Thought of here, my belief is more firm. Military training, let me deeply understand the meaning of the word "perseverance". Military training also made me realize how important discipline is in an army.
Under the guidance of instructors and class teachers, we are full of energy and magnificent all the way. Leg pain and foot pain can't stop us from moving forward. When I can't stand it, I often measure myself by a soldier. It is conceivable how strong their will is, and Qiu can endure this raging fire. What am I afraid of?
Success lies in the details. Military training helped me to correct many mistakes in the details of my behavior and habits, and at the same time, my quality in all aspects was sublimated.
Military training, you have benefited me a lot!
On Monday, August 25th, 2008, it was raining lightly.
Today is the first day of formal military training. With the music playing, everyone jumped out of bed, folded the quilt, grabbed the washbasin and ran outside. A few minutes later, students from eight classes of the whole grade lined up in front of the dormitory.
Next, we lined up to enter the restaurant for breakfast and started eating in an orderly manner under the command of the instructor. Breakfast is a tea egg, a steamed stuffed bun and a bag of milk.
The task in the morning is to practice standing posture. Eight classes of students came to the playground and lined up. The instructor explained to us, "Head up, back straight, look forward, chest out, abdomen slightly retracted, body slightly forward, hands naturally vertical, fingers together, heels together, toes 60 degrees apart ..." Although it is just a standing action, it is very difficult for us, because we usually stand lazily.
Many dragonflies fly over our heads and surround us. I watched these flying dragonflies bite their teeth and had to endure it. Unconsciously, my feet stood sore and stiff, but I couldn't wipe them. This tastes really bitter. I had to keep encouraging myself in my heart, "Hold on, hold on, hold on!" Instructor Lu encouraged us, and I got up all my strength and stood there, holding myself still.
In the contest with our own will, we ended today's military training. Although everyone feels very tired, we know what is strong and what is the iron discipline of soldiers. We look forward to better performance in our class tomorrow.
It was sunny on August 24th.
The military training that I have been looking forward to for a summer vacation has finally begun! Why do I look forward to military training so much? Because our military training on campus is not as bitter and tiring as that in the military camp, but also plays a role in exercising ourselves. Well done! But I couldn't do it this morning.
After sorting out our things in the morning, all the students in Class 1 14 went to the playground to listen to the teacher. How hot it is! Although it is autumn, the temperature is still so high that there is no intention of coming down at all. /kloc-the students in class 0/4 stood together and squeezed in the middle. There was no wind at all. At first, I stood with my head held high. After a while, because of lack of oxygen, I yawned and stood there in a daze. After a while, I was dizzy and colorful, but I couldn't see anyone. I shook my head hard, and the swaying color made me feel sick and just wanted to vomit. Hang in there, I said to myself, lowering my head to avoid the dazzling sunshine. But I feel more and more weak and want to throw up. I covered my mouth tightly for fear that I couldn't catch it. I'm going to throw up in a few seconds, when the crowd dispersed and a cool breeze blew. As soon as I saw Mr. Cheng, I hurried over. The teacher asked me to rest in the shade of the tree and handed me a bottle of water to drink. I slowed down and went back to the team. Teacher Cheng asked me with concern, Are I better? The teacher is really like my mother. She gives me care and help when I am most helpless. Thank you, Teacher Cheng.
It was sunny on August 25th.
This morning, our focus is on brisk walking. How simple it is to March in a hurry! When I was in primary school, when I arrived in physical education class, I did nothing but practice marching in haste. Therefore, this emergency March is a piece of cake for me. But after just practicing for a while, I don't think so. This emergency March is definitely not as easy as I thought.
As soon as we came up, the instructor asked us to practice arm posture, with the left arm in front and the right arm behind. Everyone stood motionless for a while. I thought, should the instructor let us change hands or have a rest? But the instructor didn't. He kept saying to us, "Raise your back arm! Stand up straight and do it on the basis of military posture! Don't bow your head! Don't look into your eyes! ! "Then I began to check whether people's arms on each horizontal plane were at the same height and bent. At this time, my arm is sore and painful. The instructor looked at others, and I secretly put my arm down a little and had a rest. But this will not play the role of exercise. I will never be lazy when I practice in the future. I must stick to it.
In the afternoon, I also practice my posture before leaving. This time I feel that my arm posture is much easier than in the morning. I didn't let go, I was lazy for a long time. Just when I was secretly happy, the instructor asked us to practice leg movements. This is really tiring! Everyone stood alone, their legs stretched straight without any bending, and their dangling legs had to be lifted up. I always feel that I have a good sense of balance, but standing on one leg for so long is also wobbly and wobbly. The instructor told us that they all practice with sandbags tied to their legs. I'm really ashamed! I can't stand for a while. I must learn from the instructor, be strict with myself and try to do better!
It was sunny on August 26th.
The military training has been going on for the third day, and I have begun to gradually adapt to this strict militarized training. Today's training is not as tiring as the previous two days. I mainly practice urgent marching, that is, walking and running. Because the instructor said that he would find time to show the training results of our class to everyone, so we trained very seriously and worked hard, and the instructor shouted slogans and shouted at the top of his lungs.
In the afternoon, when we were training, an instructor came to pick someone, called me out, let me make some big strides, walk a few steps together, picked me out and added me to the new team. This is a queue square composed of people selected by each class. I thought: since I was called out, it means I did a good job. But I can't be complacent. I have to make persistent efforts and continue to work hard. Only in this way can we not lose face in class and live up to the expectations of teachers and instructors. Only in this way can we temper our will and shape our new self in military training.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, my parents came to pick us up, and the school had a day off to let everyone go home and clean up gfd. Tomorrow, I will meet new challenges with the fullest enthusiasm.
It was sunny on August 27th.
I went back to school this afternoon. My roommate and I came to the classroom with short hair and asked the teacher to check whether it was qualified. The teacher looked at my hair and said it was a little long at the back. By this time, my parents had already left, so I had to ask them to come back and take me for a haircut. Soon, my parents took me to a barber shop, and after a quick haircut, I went back to school. The students are all assembled, so I can only pray that the instructor will not let me run around on the playground.
Fortunately, I'm not too late, just in time for training. The training of the queue is really strict. As soon as we came up, the instructor asked everyone to pull out the military posture 10 minutes. When I was training in my own class, I once pulled out the military posture for two minutes. I'm not used to standing for so long now. Over time, I feel that I have been standing 10 for more than 0 minutes. When the instructor asked us to step on it, my legs and feet were sore. Later, my tutor invited two students from our class to win glory for 1 class (1 1).
When I was in the self-study class at night, a classmate asked me how to write a word. Originally, I couldn't talk casually in the self-study class, but I did it and was fined after standing for 5 minutes. I won't do it again next time. I not only violated discipline, but also influenced other students.
It was sunny on August 28th.
Today is the fifth day of military training. During the self-study class last night, the instructor kept telling us how to fold the quilt into a square "tofu block". We found it easy to watch the teacher's demonstration. Everyone enthusiastically folded it up. However, the quilt that was so obedient in the hands of the instructor was not folded well in our hands, and everyone practiced until the lights were turned off. We all get up early in the morning, afraid that we will lose points if we don't fold the quilt well. My quilt is square, but some of my roommate's quilts are round. Fortunately, everyone barely passed. This quilt is really difficult to fold. I must practice more.
We trained well in the morning and afternoon. During the break, the instructor also taught us a song as the team song of our queue. When we train, our arms are always misplaced. The coach has practiced for us many times. Although not the best, we will try to do better.
Today's training ended earlier than usual, because our class had to watch demonstrations from other classes. Every class walked well, which gave us some pressure. However, our queue is selected from all classes, so we are confident to be better than all classes.
It was sunny on August 29th.
Through these days' military training, I finally realized what sweating is. In today's training, the first time to pull out the military posture is 10 minutes. The instructor told us to keep our eyes open and be sure to shed tears, otherwise we are not allowed to eat. I try my best to keep my eyes open, but when I am about to cry, I can't help blinking. I stretched hard and began to sweat. Sweat ran down my back and legs, but there were no tears in my eyes. I stretched for a long time, but I didn't blink at last, and tears swirled in my eyes. I blinked. Ha! Tears came out. Now, not only sweat is dripping, but also tears are falling. When the instructor asked us to wipe the sweat, my pants were soaked with sweat from my palms and there were two lines of tears on my face.
After the morning and afternoon training, I thought I would go to the evening self-study after dinner. As a result, the instructor said to gather for training. Because I didn't think so much, I didn't make any preparations. Once on the playground, oh, my God! So many mosquitoes! Mosquitoes are circling around us, rushing forward and backward like death squads, and we can't get rid of them. Alas! Just spray some toilet water when I come out. The instructor showed no mercy. Let's stand still and feed the mosquitoes. The students beat their hands to drive away mosquitoes, while the instructors stood still regardless of mosquito bites. At this time, training was originally a test for us, but we failed this test and couldn't stand being bitten by mosquitoes for several bags. Qiu can be motionless in the fire, just like a huge stone. He sacrificed himself for the whole collective, for the battle plan and for the victory of the battle. And we, because of some mosquitoes, can't stand it. Why should we succeed? I am determined to face every test in the best condition, and persistence is victory!
It was sunny on August 30th.
On the seventh day of military training, everyone was training hard for the military training report performance in September 1. Today, the instructor took us to focus on training and move forward. It's really hard to walk in a straight line. Everyone's arms can't reach a height, legs can't reach a height, and the size and speed of the stride are not easy to grasp. Sometimes you can't walk normally, sometimes you walk completely, but the speed is like running. In order to get us on the right track, the instructor broke his brain. Because I can't walk well, I have to practice the most basic movements again. Of course, the first thing to practice is the swing arm. Swing arm is so simple, of course, everyone will practice soon. But we must increase the leg movements. When Golden Rooster was independent, we were always unstable, and the whole team was dangling, which was very chaotic. No way, the instructor used his magic weapon, let us stand in a one-legged gait for 3 minutes, and then change legs. Three minutes, we can't even stand for half a minute, let alone three minutes. Standing with my left leg dangling, everyone was crooked, so we lowered our legs, which was easier. Even so, some people still can't hold on and let go of their legs. However, I persisted. Although I couldn't lift my legs too high, I didn't put them down. If I persist, I will beat myself. I am not the best, but I will try to do better. I can do what others can do.
August 3 1 sunny.
Today is the last day of military training. Tomorrow, we are going to make a speech and say goodbye to our tutors, so in the evening, we held a get-together.
The teacher stipulated that there should be two programs in each dormitory. What should be carried out? By the way, I know a few card tricks, and I can perform this.
Before the party started, several people around me gathered around and wanted me to show them a magic show. Ok, I'll practice my hand with them first, so as not to make a fool of myself in future performances. I performed several times in a row, and they couldn't see any flaws. Hehe, I don't know what happened, do I?
It's my turn to perform. After the first magic show, they were frightened. When I performed the second magic show, they all gathered around and tried to expose my magic. These two are my best tricks. It's strange that you can expose them!
When I finished my performance, Liu Tongxue asked me to perform it again. I didn't even understand what was going on after watching it several times, so I had to give up. I proudly asked him, "Did you take it?" "Clothing, clothing. I am your loser. "
This party makes me depressed to death! Alas! Singing with those ga boys, I lost! 7456! You know, Fart Xianer and I have never lost in drag racing. Blame the Ga people for singing sailors and ask us to sing Zheng Zhihua's songs. Oh! Really! If Song Jianing were here, they would never win! Hum!
This party also made me sad to death, because we were going to part with the instructors. Although we only got along for nine days, we still could not bear to leave them. Teacher An adapted a song "Mice Love Rice" and we gave it to two tutors. "Instructor Li, I love you like a mouse loves rice ... Instructor Guo, I love you like a mouse loves rice ..." In the song, many students burst into tears, all over their faces, and my heart was sour, but I still held back my tears. I think the instructor must hope we can all be happy!